The month dedicated to Black History was designed to educate the future of their past. It services as a tool to enlighten them about the very soil they have been planted in, to blossom; encouraging them to plant more seeds once they have bloomed. Every story builds a heritage paved with heroics. Whether it was marching to prevent from being trampled, or refusing to stand to take a back seat. It has been a journey, but there’s still ground to cover
, and more places to discover. The pen hasn’t run out of ink, so the story will continue to be written!!!! AB (AmazinglyBrash)
You’re a woman I have to ask permission to kiss, only because you’re the type of woman a man has to be permitted to love. The way you treat everyone shows me how great you will treat someone. I have followed you with my eyes so long that I can’t see myself with anyone else. I can’t stand “no”, but I can’t sit here wondering if you’ll say yes. I want us to mate our souls, cuddle in our conception, and give birth to our love. If we weren’t born on this Earth to be together, why am I so sure that we belong? Would God truly torment me with this emotion just to see someone else experience it?Not the God I have grown to worship; not the power that made this type of emotion possible. We are two, designed to be one! My imagination didn’t create this; it’s real enough to touch, see, smell, hold, and taste. Better yet, its’ real enough to desire!!!!
When we see someone in pain, it’s natural to be angry at the source of that pain. Our first response is to dry up the tears and plant a smile. Do we ever think that they did something so heinous that they should drown in their tears? Do we ever stop to consider that our comfort is meant for the person on the other end of those tears? People commit the largest act of disloyalty and shed tears not because they are ready to make amends, but because “they” lost someone loyal in the process. Read more
My heart is buried so deep in depression, it has me feeling oppressed. Losing someone that holds your future is hard, but making them your past is even harder. We waltzed around forever; so many times we ended up back where we started. She refused to fight for us, and I got fed up with fighting her so we can be an us. The picture of my wife had her in the frame, but the idea of my life had thoughts of a more confident and self-assured woman. Our plan was to date until she understood her worth, but she started using my sense of worth to minimize feeling worthy. My heart fell, but my principles wouldnt allow me to stay down. Now, I am broken, putting all the pieces back together; assessing all the wrong turns I made that prevented me from reaching my destination. I missed her the minute the door closed; now, I have to wait for one to open. I cant help but to hope she walks through, but it seems we are through. The reality of that reality forces me to be realistic and turn to my faith. The higher power won’t shorten my circuits without building a stronger version of me, allowing the electricity to pass through so I can let down my guards and be weak again. That person will dig my heart out and lead me to happiness!!!!
Don’t want to be sorry but feel sorry for yourself. Playing the victim but don’t follow the instructions to being saved. Absorbing the attention like a sponge; squeezing your self-inflicted pain in anyone’s ears that would listen. Claiming nobody can walk in your shoe; refusing to accept a new pair. How long are those tears going to run down your cheek before you realize it can be replaced with a smile? How long are your tall tales going to become shorter solutions? Being difficult to seem interesting, but people are losing interest, and seeing you’re a product of your pain. You haven’t survived because you aren’t living. You had choices but you chose not to choose. You had an escape but you locked yourself in. The milk was spilled, but you allowed it to spoil and stink up the house; when you could have cleaned it up the second it hit the floor. Now, you’re looking for a crew whom can relate instead of a group that refuses to base their relationship on past pain (but future joy). People that wouldn’t feel sorry for you but will teach you how to live a life you don’t have to apologizes for. Climb the mountain or you are destiny to be crushed by the debris from those actually climbing. Come join everyone progressing when you’re ready to be progressive!!!!
Sitting at night, listening to the beating of the heart makes it clear. Go through life dancing to that tune! Live pure and keep the music loud and strong. Go after your dreams today; don’t wait until tomorrow. Survive on love and feed the next generation with hope; though tomorrow is never promised, live for progression. The world can be cruel and harsh, but we can shape that same world to be caring and kind. Tears don’t have to translate to pain, and heartache doesn’t have to be the end. The way we internalize concepts will decide our vision, audio, smell, touch, and taste! Think back and remember that you have had bad days before, yet you still found time to smile. Create the perception of heaven. When you’re happy, live in it; and when you’re sad, help a stranger. When you’re angry, hug someone. You’re taking control back by understanding what you feel and doing something about it. Build a legacy that’s stands the test of time!!!!
You put me on a pedestal, showing that I am worth your praise. I will promise to never disappoint you. I will maintain my status by continuing to maintain my weight. There is no turning back, I set the bar high and your expectations shouldn’t be placed below it. The pressure is a pleasure; it encourages me to continue to thrive. I’m crippled because you showed me how much further I can see being blinded. I am in love and forever is in sight. Let’s sit back and start increasing value. We will make billions; billions of hugs, billions of kisses, and billions of times we make love. We are wealthy because we invested in each other; we will preserve that wealth by having faith in our stock!!!!